BORING! A 57km backcountry trail run from Mt. Assiniboine to Sunshine Meadows through some of the finest subalpine scenery the Rockies has to offer. A cold, cloudless morning at Mt. Shark trailhead turned warm and sunny as we cruised along buttery singletrack, climbed a couple gnarly passes, ran out of water when we needed it most and narrowly dodged thunderstorms, experiencing the full spectacle of mountain weather without bearing the brunt of it. In the course of our trip, we crossed the BC-Alberta border six times, courted a few aches and pains, incessantly made fun of each other, and crushed nearly 60km of Continental Divide eye-candy in one sitting. Like I said, pretty boring…

What’s generally treated as a two- or three-day backpacking excursion was one long but overly scenic backcountry jog for us. I really had no idea we were in for such a slog up to Citadel Pass more than halfway through the run, but perhaps it’s better we didn’t know… I’m sure Pat and Jordan loved it 🙂

Our first views of Assiniboine.

3618m Mount Assiniboine and Magog Lake seen from near Assiniboine Lodge.

Hey, they call this area “Valley of Rocks”… I wonder why that’s the case.

Jordan and Patrick descending towards Og Lake.

Descending rocky trail to probably reascend again somewhere else

Getting faded, with Assiniboine and our previous 40km in the picture behind us.

At the top of Citadel Pass, marching toward Quartz Hill in centre, with glaciated Mount Ball on right.

Rock outcropping on the side of Citadel Peak, seen as we crossed Citadel Pass from BC back into Alberta.

Jordan running towards Quartz Ridge, our final climb of the day.

Jogging through a lush meadow toward our last climb up Quartz Ridge on right.

Circling Howard Douglas lake on our way up Quartz Ridge.

In awe, or “aww shit, we still have really far to run”?

Jogging the white ribbon which leads back to Sunshine Meadows from the top of Quartz Ridge. Spectacular trail running!

What began as a bluebird day became quite rainy and stormy, everywhere other than directly above us

“Did I say fading, I meant 5K to go!” Patrick says as he sprints toward a thunderhead which looks like a volcano erupting overtop of Bourgeau.

It was awesome to experience the spectrum of mountain weather all around us, but without actually getting soaked by rain or hit by lightning. We certainly got drizzled on, blasted by wind, and cautiously marched toward the top of Citadel Pass with an extremely active thunderstorm hanging over Fatigue Mountain to the north of us, but for the most part the weather made for a more complete experience of this landscape than a bluebird day would have offered.